Fated love: the unwanted bride

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Sylvan Cheney stubbed out his cigarette, taking the driver’s seat to drive himself.

The Rolls-Royce slowly took off.

The prolonged silence in the car calmed Jasmine Yale’s tumultuous emotions.

He didn’t initiate conversation, so she just leaned against the window without saying a word.

Soon, they had left the isolated area, the lively streets made everything that happened in the morning feel like merely a bad dream.

“Mr. Cheney,” she called out from the backseat, gazing at his side profile. “Hmm?” His face was expressionless, responding with a slight rise in tone. “You… Did you know all along that Hans Colin was a bad person?” Because he had warned her not to associate with Colin before.

Back then, she did not pay much heed to his words.

“Stupid.”

“Why are you insulting me again?”

“Did I say something wrong?”

Jasmine Yale rubbed her temples in frustration without uttering a word.

Seeing her downcast face, Sylvan Cheney responded impassively.

“He’s just a company manager, yet he dared to frequent to the biggest casino in

Landon. He knew I was wealthy at first sight and wanted to take the opportunity to extort some money.”

“Ah…”

Jasmine portrayed the moment when she first met Sylvan Cheney in her head…

That was at First Class Seafood Restaurant.

She ran into Colin accidentally, then Sylvan Cheney showed up.

But if she remembered correctly… wasn’t he drunk?

“Just, he didn’t expect that I was Sylvan Cheney.” He explained lightly.

Jasmine Yale lowered her long eyelashes: “He has a lot of nerve.”

In this Landon, who dares to cross Sylvan Cheney?

“He was audacious, while you were utterly clueless by welcoming him into your world!” Sylvan reprimanded in a chilly tone.

“So, you knew it all along? That’s why you claimed to be my husband during our first meeting, just to deceive him?”

Jasmine Yale remembered everything about that night.

He claimed to be her husband!

Damn it!

This man had laid a trap from early on, waiting for Colin to jump in!

In other words, he was watching her make a fool of herself?

Sylvan Cheney did not respond any further, his silence spoke volumes.

Jasmine Yale couldn’t make sense of his mood, feeling slightly irritated, “Then why didn’t you tell me earlier? If you had told me, I wouldn’t have hung out with Colin!”

“To teach you a lesson.”

“But… have you thought about Little Chaley? What if something happened to him? You don’t know how pitiful he looked, hiding in my arms out of fear!” Jasmine Yale defended resolutely, brimming with indignation!

Sylvan Cheney scoffed, unimpressed.

Did his son, who got scared so easily, even deserve to be called Sylvan Cheney’s son?

A chill seemed to emanate from Sylvan Cheney’s lips, his tone freezing cold: “When I was three, I had seen homicides.”

“Sylvan Cheney, you are you, Little Chaley is Little Chaley, you can discipline your own son in any manner, but don’t you dare to frighten Little Chaley!” “Look at you, all protective!”

“I signed the agreement, so Little Chaley is now my baby.” Jasmine Yale countered him.

Sylvan Cheney scorned with another cold laughter.

Sylvan Cheney didn’t speak further, so Jasmine Yale didn’t know what to say either.

It felt… somewhat awkward.

After a silence, she looked at him and asked: “Did you have someone tailing us since this morning?”

“What else?”

“Thank you.”

If he hadn’t assigned people to secretly follow them, the bandits wouldn’t have been intercepted so quickly.

Sylvan Cheney’s way of doing things was always fast, accurate, ruthless, and merciless.

Otherwise, he couldn’t have established a firm foothold in Landon.

She was always clear about rewards and punishments. She was thankful to Sylvan Cheney only for this matter.

“Did those bandits do anything to Little Chaley?”